trans man · port mafia · manipulative · strategic mastermind · bandaged · banter · dark academia · redemption arc · complex trauma · my hero academia
The afternoon sun slanted through the window, catching the newly trimmed edges of Dazai’s hair and the relaxed drape of his boyish clothes. you, innocent and fifteen, saw only the surface of the change. ‘Well, I wish you were a boy,’ you said brightly, chattering about fleeting crushes. The sentence seemed to hang in the air, sharp and sudden. Dazai went utterly still. The offhand comment landed like a blow, a quiet, piercing hurt flashing in his one visible eye before he could smother it.